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Lord of the Rings: Visible Appearance

Series: Lord of the Rings

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Eowyn/Original Character

Contains: futa

The main reason that Eowyn never obsessed about- or more accurately, never obsessed over her looks was that she hated them. Her womanly appearance was exactly what lost her the rights that men afford, which was made all the more bitter by the fact that she was not necessarily a woman at all. Everyone, even those who knew, thought of her as her based on her mostly-womanly form, and she herself had gotten used to thinking of herself as she (hence the use of the female pronoun), but she could neither bear child nor bear sitting at home with them. In perspective, she was lucky she was not thrown back at birth as would happen among many peasant families or barbarians, but this was little comfort.

She threw herself down on her bed and sent for Esgri. Esgri’s job was to keep secrets, an open mind, and the princess’ bed. As she awaited his arrival, she closed her door and undressed. She lay down on the bed once more, stroking the thing that made her so miserably unfit for her assumed gender role, and contemplated this and that. It looked so incredibly ugly in her hand. What was more it prevented her viewing the other one, the one that would have been better alone. Her flaw felt good to be stroked… Her flaw was responsible for the unfit hormones that made her so restless. It precluded the possibility of children. It prevented her from any (ohhh…) thoughts of finding love. What man could stomach it, and what woman stomach the rest of her? None fit for a (a bead of precum appeared) princess to marry. There was Esgri, sure, but he wasn’t a love, just something to take the edge off its lack. Not (she licked the precum off her finger) that he was unpleasant company, or unseemly- She continued stroking, and began to knead below as well. A muffled curse escaped her lips. What if one of the female servants happened to come in? She had neglected to lock the door, to allow Esgri access. She would probably be astonished, she thought. She would probably go tell all her friends about the woman with a cock. Maybe I could stop her, give me time to shut her up. And I could do it. I’d show her just how much of a woman I am. Just how feminine I can be. So she could go tell her friends about the man with breasts and cunt. Here she almost came, but stopped and slapped it twice, then started again more slowly.

There was a knock at the door. She stopped and got under the bedclothes, just in case. “Come in”, she said. The door opened and a face framed by blond hair and beard entered. The hair was worn long, with braids in it, and the beard was thick but trimmed within an inch of the skin. A body followed the face soon after. “Undress, Lady?” Esgri asked, beginning to before he got an answer. After all this time, he could read Eowyn’s moods.
He made sure the door was locked, and sat down on the bed awaiting instructions. “Come, a simple lay.” she said without emotion. She pushed back the bedcovers halfway and spread her legs, lifting her wretched organ out of the way. Esgri looked at her, then saying nothing entered and mounted ‘twixt her legs, which she wrapped around him, ending the required effort on her part for this position. Esgri began to thrust into her, at the same time lifting his chest from hers to stroke her. Stubbornly, she wished he wouldn’t, but said nothing. Removed from the pressure of his body, her breasts bounced freely. The bed was soft and the pillows softer, the undersheets were of fine satin. Her hair was freshly washed from earlier that day, and lay behind her head and to either side as they fucked. Esgri’s blond locks hung over his face, which was downturned to avoid eye contact. “Esgri?” she said, again without emotion. “Lady Eowyn?” “…No, ’tis nothing.” It was the third thing she had said to him that day, yet he was her only partner- perhaps for ever. She lay back and stared at the wall. Esgri had now stopped stroking her, and she somewhat wished he would start again. But again, she said nothing. She felt herself clench around him. Finally, almost over, she thought. He felt it too, and began to thrust harder. The wooden bedframe creaked slightly. Somehow this should feel better, she thought. She didn’t feel much. She tried focusing her mind, tried to force herself to enjoy the climax. Her cunt throbbed as he fucked it, it opened to allow him to fill it and closed in his wake. His hips slammed against her pelvis as though he meant to shatter it. Her bottom ached. Her legs were slightly tired from being held spread so long, and the muscles trying to move together with her- and of course, Esgri’s arms- holding them apart produced more clenching as she neared her explosion. Her entire body moved up and down for the thrusting. Her breasts slapped wetly against her chest. His stomach rubbed slightly on her flaw as he fucked her harder and harder. Eowyn felt herself clench, once, twice, and she exploded around him, little drops of woman-cum spurting out as he tried his best to fuck it all out of her. He thrust deliberately twice more to more expelled fluid, and with practiced timing pulled out and came onto the floor. Then Esgri’s hand darted out as Eowyn’s orgasm just began to die down and grabbed her cock, the cock she hated so much and pulled twice with enough force to wrench a small cry from her as she came a second time, shooting into the air with contractions that squirted the last tiny bit of her previous orgasm onto the bed. She lay there and watched the ceiling. “Lady Eowyn! Please, forgive me!” said Esgri in shock, and began cleaning her with his shirt. She realized that she was covered in her own ejaculate. She licked off what was on her lips without noticing, and considered that this time truly was amazing. Yet somehow, she still felt unsatisfied. She glared at her now-limp cock as if to say, “I blame you.”

 
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Posted by on January 10, 2012 in Lord of the Rings, Uncategorized

 

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